The cat.

Eddy is our cat. We got him in 2003 when we were still in an apartment waiting for our house to be finished. Since I've been home with Skyler, Eddy had gotten used to being outside. If he doesn't get to go out or it's too cold, he yowls. I hate it. I also think he hates me and would eat me if I died in my sleep and no one found me for days. Look how pissed!

Also, I got the clock for Skyler's room today too.